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terrible life

Do I deserve this (terrible) life?

by wasd2333 3/26/2016

written by wasd2333

Do I deserve this terror-ible life?

Not just terrible, terror-ible.

I feel like I deserve more than what I am today.

Here are a few key factors to me, my personality, my life.

1. I took many online tests, all of them says I am a good person.

2. I almost never lie, and I’m also not lying when I say this.

3. I only cheated in school tests 2 times. And I regret.

4. I am 9.

5. I think I am gifted: I can do the rotate leg clockwise and write 6 with index finger in the air thing and not change direction, I’m one of the few people who can […]

3/26/2016 5 comments

Given Up

by Shouldnttryanymore99 7/13/2015

written by Shouldnttryanymore99

I’ve been hiding my pain for ong time. All these feelings of hatred towards myself, my infinite flaws, and my terrible life. Anyone who does know about it is also aware that I’m not worth their time or effort to help. And they’re right. All I do is hurt people, piss them off, annoy them, let them down, burden them, and plenty more. When I finally successfully kill myself, I will be doing them all a favor. Not one would care, and it would improve their lives immensely. The closest I came to happiness was meeting my best friend, who actually could put a smile […]

7/13/2015 1 comment

Time to go

by kontinkatink 2/22/2015

written by kontinkatink

I have no reason to lie. I’m not a liar…never been good at it. I’m a good man. Everyone I’ve met I’ve helped and loved but I’ve been treated really really badly all my life. I’m 53 and from the moment I was born and my physically and psychologically violent father trashed me, to sexual abuse from another family member, to cancer at 17yrs old, to 3 near death experiences, to disability, to 8 abusive relationships (that totally broke me), to 3 suicide attempts, self harm and the list is actually over 50 separate life changing events I can no longer live. I’m broken now…I […]

2/22/2015 5 comments

Someone Kill Me, Please

by velvet7 10/26/2014

written by velvet7

Someone kill me please. I want to die. Who would care and know? Oh yes, the people that get things from me, want things from me. Those are the only people who care. The rest don’t give a damn. Why am I here? Struggling and straining to be normal. Fighting to keep my moods up or level? What’s the damn point? Who do I help by existing? No one. Only those who would bleed me out to use me and abuse me. Those are the only souls that surround me. The ones that bound me.

The rest are pretenders. Offenders. Holier than thou. I’m better than […]

10/26/2014 0 comment

Those scars will always stay.

by Engeltje 2/9/2013

written by Engeltje

Look at my body.
Look at my scars.
You see them?

Do you think there are too many?
Well, I can tell you,

it’s about less than 1% of the scars that are inside.
You don’t believe?
Ofcourse not, because you won’t.
You won’t believe that I have a terrible life.

But look at my body.
Look at my scars.
You see them?

Do you think there are too many?
Well, I can tell you,

they are uncountable.
Try to count them.
You can’t?
Ofcourse not,
because there are too many of them.

How much you ask?
I don’t know, maybe 300,
maybe 400, 500, 600 or […]

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2/9/2013 4 comments

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